It's been a week since my grandads funeral, and I think it gets harder every day. I feel like a giant chunk of my heart has been ripped out and it's not coming back!
My grandad died from heart failure, which is ironic considering he had the biggest heart I've ever known anyone to have! He was my dad, as mine wasn't there, and he shaped who I am today! It's our first Easter without him, Britains got talent has just started and I can't watch it because that was 'our' thing, nothing feels okay without him, it's all odd and misshapen. I don't know how I can continue without him, he was my anchor, and now he's unfairly been taken from me? I need him back more than anything. I just don't know how to cope..
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